Blondes Look Better in Black

Blondes Look Better in Black
Hey everybody! If you read my other 2 Ita/Dei fics then I’m certain you will like his one as well. I suppose you could call this the third in he ‘Blondes’ series Personally, it is my favorite of all the Ita/Dei I have written thus far. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it!

I don’t own Naruto, any of its characters, no do I profit from my fics.

Itachi had never felt a night like tonight, yet he had thought about how this night may feel for weeks before Deidara left with Sasori. Deidara’s words had played over and over in his mind ever since Deidara had left: “Relax Itachi-San, good things happen in the dark, yeah.” Actually, it wasn’t so much what Deidara had said but what Deidara had done to him after he said it. Itachi couldn’t get those words or that night out of his head. He laid there in his bed thrashing and tangling himself in the black sheets. He looked at the blonde hairs that still remained on the pillow beside him. He then turned his head the other way and stared at Deidara’s empty bed, it was neatly made, and the only thing on the bed was instructions from the leader which Zetsu had laid there earlier that day. Itachi did anything in his power to make this agonizing feeling go away. He didn’t have to fight it long; Itachi heard the door outside his bedroom close loudly. Deidara was home.

Itachi sat straight up in his bed. His bare chest fell free of the sheets; he was unusually panicky and high strung as he heard Sasori and Deidara talking to Zetsu and Hidan. Itachi listened intently, all they were talking about was the 2 week long mission and how exhausted both of them were. However, Itachi also heard Deidara ask about him. Deidara wanted to know where Itachi was and Itachi’s mouth went dry when he heard Zetsu answer that Itachi had gone to bed. He froze and listened harder but they resumed talk of the mission. Finally, Itachi heard Deidara tell his fellow Akatsuki members that he was going to bed. Itachi felt his body tremble. On only moments Deidara would be in his room.

Deidara had a priceless smile and right now, he was looking at Itachi with that priceless smile plastered across his face. He was standing in the doorway of their bedroom when he stepped in further and closed the door behind him. Itachi didn’t see him quickly lock it. He had already removed his forehead protector and laid it on their dresser. Long blonde hair fell freely over his forehead.

“You’re back.” Itachi said lowly.

“Of course I’m back, yeah.” Deidara said slowly stepping further into the room. He took his robe off and laid in the corner beside their bathroom. He sat at the foot of Itachi’s bed, which made Itachi shiver.

“I…I’ve been waiting for you to return. I haven’t forgotten what you said to me.” Itachi said, sounding like a shy and passive person, which he was not. Deidara studied him with ice blue eyes. He laughed.

“Itachi, you’re so tense, relax…good things happen in the dark, yeah.” Deidara eyed him alluringly and bit his lower lip. Itachi swallowed hard. “I have to take a shower, don’t go anywhere, yeah.” Deidara said. Itachi didn’t say anything, he just watched Deidara slip away into their bathroom. Itachi’s bed wasn’t angled toward the bathroom, he couldn’t see Deidara, he could only see the clothes Deidara was shedding and throwing into the small pile he had formed. Itachi heard the water in the shower turn on. Deidara’s boxers were the last thing to land in the pile. Itachi could feel himself becoming vulnerable….becoming excited. Just the thought of Deidara in the shower….naked…water cascading over his lean and sculpted body made Itachi grow hard. This was even more tortuous than not having Deidara back from the mission. He was so close yet so far away still. Itachi had to give in…he let his hand travel down his half-naked, tight, body until he was holding his hard manhood. He wished so much Deidara would just get out of the shower now…he was clean enough. Besides, Itachi was just going to get him all dirty again. Itachi swallowed hard as his own hand moved along his shaft. This feeling was so ungratifying…yet he loved to think about what he could do to Deidara, what Deidara could do to him while he touched himself like this…he knew what was to come was what he really wanted. However, just the thought of the blonde taking control of him made him want to rub harder…and so he did.

Thank god the shower shut off. Itachi was still fully aroused but he quickly released his aching member, his palm was sweating. Deidara stepped out of the shower and Itachi thought he was going to explode because he couldn’t see a thing from the angle of his bed. A few moments later Deidara appeared wrapped only in a towel, his long wet hair cascading down his back. Itachi trembled. Whether Deidara did this on purpose to torture Itachi, or whether it was done in pure innocence was a mystery.

“Deidara…” Itachi choked out. At the time Deidara had his back to Itachi. He turned around and walked over to the edge of Itachi’s bed. He sat down beside Itachi. Water was still dripping of his hair and over his body. Itachi watched the drops of water chase each other all the way down to the towel that was wrapped around him. Deidara leaned over slowly. Itachi tried to reach for him, but Deidara grabbed his hands, he wouldn’t allow Itachi to touch him…yet. Deidara was only inches away from Itachi’s lips. He loved watching Itachi suffer this much.

“You’re shaking, yeah. Why are you shaking?” Deidara asked gently.

“Be…because...I want you.” Itachi whispered. Deidara could feel him starting to squirm around underneath him.

“Such beautiful black hair...yeah…Beautiful…” Deidara said barely audible. He had released Itachi’s hands when he felt that Itachi would behave. He now had his fingers buried in silky coal black hair. Itachi could feel tiny steady drips of water on his chest and the clean scent of Deidara’s body invaded his every sense. Itachi stopped shaking…he had gotten what he wanted. He could feel Deidara lean into his ear, the loose wet strands of blonde hair left thin trails of water behind as it touched Itachi’s bare skin. “Baby…baby…baby…yeah.” Deidara said just as softly as his previous words, then Itachi felt Deidara’s tongue on his ear. Itachi could feel cold chills rip through him, Deidara seemed to paralyze him with his tongue. Itachi felt Deidara’s lips lightly kiss his neck. Itachi began to feel himself breathe a little faster as wet hair rested on his bare chest. He couldn’t control his hands anymore. He tried to wrap Deidara in his arms but he could only free one hand. Itachi slid his hand down Deidara’s smooth back until he ran into the towel. He tried to work the towel loose around Deidara’s waist, but it was no use at the moment, Deidara was a master of cinching towels around him. Itachi dragged his hand all over Deidara’s back, pushing wet hair aside. Deidara had worked his lips over Itachi’s neck and now their lips were locked. Deidara knew how to kiss to leave his partner breathless. Itachi wasn’t certain who all he had kissed in the past, but it had been someone, or many, Deidara couldn’t be a natural born lover, not with a kiss as sweet as this.

Deidara had both hands resting on either side of Itachi’s head, he was digging his fingers into his silky hair. Itachi felt his body turn to goo as Deidara straddled Itachi’s helpless form. Deidara finally let the towel that was wrapped around him drop to the floor alongside the bed. It was exactly what Itachi had wanted…and Uchihas always got what they wanted. Itachi sighed into Deidara’s mouth as he felt Deidara’s tongue invade him. Of course, that wasn’t the only tongue he felt on him. Itachi trembled as he felt the tongue in Deidara’s hand slowly creep down his neck, down his chest, farther and farther. The more tense Itachi’s body became, the farther down his body Deidara slid with his hand, he was just toying with Itachi, there was no way in hell Deidara was going to let Itachi have too much power. Deidara could feel Itachi’s rock hard manhood shoving hard into his abdomen…of course there was something Deidara needed to tell Itachi. He freed Itachi’s lips momentarily and once again dug both hands into his onyx tresses.

“I swear…I have the biggest…hardest cock I’ve ever had…right now…yeah.” Deidara’s angelic blue eyes burned into Itachi’s. It was words like that Itachi wanted to hear. Deidara kissed Itachi again this time fighting back the black sheets so that he could come in contact with Itachi’s body. He was successful. Deidara wrapped them both in the black sheets and now two very aroused bodies were fighting against one another, making the situation more heated than it already was. Itachi allowed his hands to molest every inch of Deidara and Deidara didn’t mind at all. Deidara could feel Itachi claw at him his fingernails gently scraping his back. It was all Itachi could do because he was a prisoner to Deidara’s succulent kisses. However, without warning Deidara left Itachi gasping for breath. He dragged damp hair down Itachi chest, leaving a trail of light kisses all the way down to his abdomen. Itachi choked on his own breath as he felt Deidara’s mouth around his very firm manhood. Itachi dug his fingers into damp hair uncontrollably.

“Dei…dara…” he sighed feeling him become completely engulfed in Deidara’s mouth. Deidara flashed one big blue eye towards Itach and it sent Itachi in a frenzy…he hated it when Deidara did that because he loved it when Deidara did that. “Suck it…suck it…ooooooh…suck it…” Itachi hissed desperately. Deidara wasn’t about to stop, he was good at this and he knew it and he knew how much Itachi loved it. While he sucked on every vulnerable spot of Itachi his mind drifted and remembered the last time they were in bed together….god that was hot. Deidara was pleased no one had found out what they were doing behind closed doors. It was best left in their room, because that was where all their fun was had. Deidara pulled his mouth away from Itachi’s aching member.

“You know, I was gentle with you last time, yeah. You won’t be so lucky tonight…yeah.” Deidara smiled again and took Itachi in his arms. Itachi was screaming on the inside, he didn’t want Deidara to be gentle with him. Honestly, of all the Akatsuki Deidara was probably the most gentle…but between the sheets Itachi didn’t want that…and tonight Deidara would spare him no mercy. Deidara had flipped Itachi to his stomach and was ready to take him as roughly as he could. Besides, he knew Itachi would love it. “Try not to get too loud baby, yeah.” Deidara kissed the back of Itachi’s neck. He swallowed hard and prepared for the untamed fury behind him.

Itachi could feel Deidara shove into him…deeper…and deeper. Itachi let out a silent moan. Itachi was all Deidara’s now, jelly in his hands. “Fuck me…fuck me…” Itachi begged quite softly. Deidara was going to fulfill his every wish. He began very slowly pushing hard inside him and pulling out slowly. Deidara sighed…Itachi was so tight. However, Deidara’s tender thrusts didn’t last long and honestly; his size was something that required growing accustomed to. Deidara went from very soft thrusts to hard, pounding thrusts in a matter of seconds. Itachi clawed at the black sheets, wondering if he would actually be able to handle Deidara. The louder Itachi moaned into his pillow, the harder and faster Deidara pounded into him.

“Tell me, yeah. Tell me you want it…tell me, yeah.” Deidara panted holding on to Itachi’s hips so as not to slip out of him.

“Oh….ooooh god…I want it….I want it harder…harder…” Itachi cried heatedly into his pillow. Itachi black hair was spread out over his back and blended into the darkness of the sheets. The only light came from the bathroom and it made Itachi’s sweaty back glisten. Deidara knew he was doing exactly what he should by watching Itachi back begin to glisten. He obeyed Itachi’s demands and thrust even harder and faster into him. he gritted his teeth hard, trying to fight back an explosive orgasm. It wasn’t time yet…he needed Itachi to want him more…so he released Itachi’s hips with one hand and carefully regained his grip with the other hand. Deidara reached around and drug the tongue in his hand of Itachi throbbing cock. He quickly licked up the precum that had moistened the tip. Now, Deidara had Itachi right where he wanted him. Itachi moaned as loudly as he could into the pillow, it excited Deidara to know how loud Itachi had truly gotten and how the pillow acted as a silencer.

“Itachi….Itachi…Itachi…yeah…” Deidara was going to cum and he was going to cum fast. He had to fight back his passionate screams. He painfully thrust into Itachi as hard as he possibly could. Deidara was famous for his explosions and this explosion was no exception. Itachi could feel his body fill up and a few moments later, Deidar could feel his hand fill up with hot semen. Deidar quickly jerked out of Itachi and shoved him hard into the bed. He collapsed over him. The black sheets would definitely need to be changed in the morning since they were an obvious mess now. But at this moment, neither Itachi nor Deidara cared. There was a surge of uncontrollable hormones running through both of them. Finally, Deidara lifted himself from Itachi’s back where he had collapsed. Itachi outstretched his arms towards Deidara motioning for him to come to him. Deidara made himself comfortable in Itachi’s arms. His damn hair was leaving a wet spot on the pillow, but that was nothing compared to the wet spots that had just filled the bed. They were now completely covered up with the black sheet and the gray blanket that covered it.

“You look good in black.” Itachi whispered to Deidara. He smiled.

“Well, I suppose it is my color, yeah. You know, I can only lie here with you for a while, yeah.”

“No, no. Please, please sleep in my bed, with me. No one will know, just stay.” Itachi begged. Deidara didn’t want to disappoint him, so he cuddled up in the covers and threw his arms around Itachi. It would be the best night’s sleep Deidara had since he had gone away on his mission.